Chapter 106: Southern Marsh (1)

Out of the Chas family, the fat man’s carriage disappeared at the entrance of the paradise in the eyes of many nobles outside. The carriage slowly passed through the night, the torch lighting on both sides of the street gradually dimmed, and the stone road under the wheels began to be uneven. A humid musty smell is emitted. This is a civilian area in Riva, and you are not eligible for pine resin torch lighting, and there is no spacious and flat carriageway.
The lively shouts of the drunkards and the rhythmic Hulansis dance music came from a tavern on the roadside. The people who tickled the bright tune tickled their hearts. Unlike the noble nightlife of the nobles, these humble roadside taverns are ordinary. Riwache is a recreational place for people at night, such as burning spirits and hulanxisi dancers with bright rhythm and delicate white thigh dance, which can make them forget the worries and worries of the day.
"Stop here" The fat man tapped on the carriage door softly, and whispered to the same car's Stouhan, "You and Ms. Li's carriage go back first, I want to walk alone" from the Chase family, The fat man got into Stouhan's carriage, and Kasri slept alone in the fat man's carriage.
　　 "However, your safety..." Sir Duhan said anxiously, interrupted by the fat man's wave, pointing at the dozen of light cavalry guards outside. "It's okay, let them follow me."
　　 "They..." The fat man took advantage of the stupefied timing and opened the carriage door and walked down to Stouhan in the car. "Go back early and rest! Today's day can be tossing enough!"
"Then you have to take care of you, sir." Stohan saw the fat man so determined, shrugging helplessly. The fat man always makes people wonder, sometimes treacherous, sometimes cold, sometimes cruel, sometimes kind, like a layer of mist, let People can never see the true face
"Go, let's all go in for a drink." Watching Stuart and Li's carriage disappear in the night, the fat man waved to the light cavalry behind him. "Tonight I'll treat!" The right hand was about to open the door of the tavern, but found that There was no movement behind him, and he turned around curiously, but he saw that the light cavalry were still on the horse, and he couldn't help but anger. "What's going on, don't anyone listen to my words?"
"You misunderstood, sir," the captain of the guard team, Tanlisus, explained awkwardly. "Sergeant Guardian has regulations. We are not allowed to drink alcohol while performing our tasks. Those who violate the rules will be expelled from the guard queue. "
"Fart!" the fat man scolded. When he came out of the Chas family, there was a fire in the fat man's heart. "The silly big man of Salon, every time he goes out with me, he doesn't drink the same as the mud. The quasi-drinking regulations are here, and you tell him that tonight is my charter, I don’t believe it, and Saron dares to compete with me!"
　　 "Long live adults!" Hearing the fat man's promise, Tanlisus and the Hussars behind him cheered happily,
Although Salon was rough in appearance and acted resolutely, the army was always rigorous. The light cavalry guards were mostly selected from the Saxons who fled in the north. They have a bold personality and love hard spirits. , So Saron came down and ordered him to die. This time when he arrived at Zivache, anyone who was drinking and making trouble would immediately be removed from the guard.
From Zhivading to Zhivache, a few days later, the worm in the mouth of the light cavalry had been unable to bear, and now I heard that the head of the regiment personally lifted the drinking ban, one by one, overwhelmed with joy, one after another. Come down, surrounded by fat people
Pushing open the wooden door of the tavern, the fat man led a dozen light cavalrymen into the tavern. On the wooden platform at the front desk, a dozen ornate Hulansis dancers were on the stage, dancing happily in black and white lace dresses. Dancing piebald butterflies, a few drunkards all over the stage, howling and cheering, the guests inside are very mixed, there are mercenaries wearing mail armor, there are ordinary clothes merchants, fat people even see Noble, worn-out nobles,
"Take the eighteenth cup of the purest Satibo flame." The fat man and the light cavalry sat down on a row of benches in the corner of the tavern. The fat man waved at the tavern owner and shouted, "Don’t mix it with water, or I’ll Pay!", that pretentious look. Like a small businessman in the city doing business abroad, the fat man wants to use this scrupulous shout to completely disperse the depression in his heart.
　　 "Come on!" Soon eighteen glasses of Satybo flame wine of red color will be placed in front of the fat man and others, and the fat man raised his glass and shouted boldly.
　　 "Cheers for the promotion of Captain Saron!" The light cavalrymen toasted together, and the strong aroma of the spirits in their hands had already intoxicated their hearts
"Cough cough" the spirits poured from the fat man's throat, like a flame burning the throat, so that the fat man who hadn't drunk too much was coughed by the spirits, his face flushed and a squirting snot was wiped out Just hold out the phrase "good wine, no wonder it is called Satibo flame, which feels like a fight with industrial alcohol"
　　 Actually, fat people have never drunk this kind of liquor, but have heard of this special product of Riwa Cheze from the mouth of Saron
"Haha! Look at your appearance." The light cavalry, who have a brave personality, are also suffocated by this kind of spirits unique to the southern swamp, and their nose and tears are irresistibly sprayed out. "Laughing" is as embarrassed as a red deer chased by a wolf"
"Take a glass of Satybo flame for everyone here!" The fat man has started to drink crazy, and his voice shouts loudly. "I invite everyone to have a drink, let us have a drink for the promotion of the tyrant Saron! "
Hearing the fat man, the hotel owner eagerly wanted to kiss this lovely fat man. Satibo Flame is not a bargain. The high price of a silver coin makes Satibo Flame appear more in various rumors about spirits Here, tonight's income is almost equal to January's income.
"Slap" Just as the tavern owner was lucky for his good luck tonight, the tavern door was suddenly opened, and the barbarian long archer, Kestay, hit his head in a hair. The two-meter rhino-horned long bow was tightly covered in blood and naked. There were several blood stains on his upper body. The blood stained his right arm holding a bow. A knife wound with a bone was cut on his right shoulder. There seemed to be a scream outside the pub.
"Slap" Another figure hit the door, a cold light split, the tavern door was split into two pieces, the broken wood flew across, the tavern owner was already scared silly, I don't know what blood I got tonight Mouldy
Blood was sprayed from the shoulder wound of Kestel, and Kestel endured the pain to pull the bowstring, "Whew" a white shadow shot from the rhino horn longbow, nailed to the soldier who wanted to rush into the tavern behind him, that name The warrior in mail armour looked incredulously at the arrow shot into his chest, his eyes wide open at the entrance of the tavern. The people outside saw the warrior's misfortune, and for a moment he feared the tyrannical archery of Kestay. Come in
"Kerstay! You swamp barbarian." At this time, there was a shout outside the tavern. This is Riwache, not the southern swamp of your Wawa tribe. You don't take a good look at yourself, just like you. The untouchables also want to take the position of the competitive champion with me, and I will let you disappear from the Riwa car tonight!"
"Nissahas, you mean little villain of the Nissa family." Kestay's eyes were red, and the wound on his shoulder made his bow-shaking hand tremble with pain, and his body weakly leaned on the pub table. "Know Tomorrow is not my opponent, even hiring warriors to siege me, people like you also deserve to be called knights!"
"Oh, the dead have no right to speak!" The caller outside the tavern sneered. "Don't you think we're hiding inside, wouldn't we dare to come in? Your right hand is already injured, and you can't pull the bow. It’s no different from the waste, we still have eight heavy armoured soldiers, if you know them, sign this abstention, I might be able to show mercy. Let you go back to the Everglades alive, otherwise, tonight Your death"
"Noisy," the fat man clapped angrily and scolded the table. He was so drunk that he couldn't even see people. He only felt the shouting outside, just like an annoying fly called "umm" in his ear. The noisy person was upset, shouting at the light drunken cavalrymen around him, "Go, get that annoying fly to me, I bet with you, it is definitely a green head!"
"Adult, you can rest assured, whether he is red head or green head, we will take him for you to see." Hearing the commander's command, the light cavalry who had been drunk, all pulled out from their waists. With his eyes full of red, walked to the door of the tavern, and saw a young nobleman with a few mercenaries, looking at the door with a wary face.
　　 "It's them, UU reading books www.uukanshu.com brothers, guys!" Captain Tanlisus pointed at the sword in his hand, and shouted with alcoholic breath "Catch all these annoying flies back!"
More than a dozen light cavalrymen rushed out with their sharp swords. The nobles outside were obviously stunned by this sudden situation. Questay, who had been forced into the dead by himself, so many helpers came out in the blink of an eye. The mercenaries did not expect that the other party had so many companions.
The light cavalry guards are all good hands carefully selected by Saron from the light cavalry regiment. The knife is violent and stiff, such as the thunder and wind, the river flows, and after several trials with the Kugits, not only are they closely coordinated with each other , And the knife is crazy, the knife is all fighting with life, smell, these ordinary mercenaries are the opponents of the light riding guard, I can see the knife shining in front of me, the simple mail on the mercenary, in In front of Qingqi's sharp and sharp sword, blood was like paper, and blood spattered from the knife, and two of them were cut off as soon as they fought.
"No way!" Nezahas, who was still arrogant, was completely panicked. Although he was a young boy, he was a regular knight. After all, he had some basic eyesight. The well-equipped warriors in front of him are definitely not their second-rate servants. What the soldiers can resist, he and others are not in the same grade at all, and quickly shouted in a panic, "Withdraw, withdraw quickly!"
　　 But it was too late. More than a dozen Qingqi guards had gathered several people in the middle according to the habit of combat hunting. The bright sword in their hands seemed to be ready to split the middle people at any time.
"Every brother, no matter what our business is, we are only doing it with money." The few remaining mercenary soldiers threw their weapons on the ground, kneeling on the ground with pale faces, begging for mercy, pointing at Nezahas. "All It’s him, everything is him, nothing to do with us